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Worksong

No one else ever seemed to mind working side-by-side a murderer.

Wrapping Fable

At the core, a daughter is a self-reckoning emptiness.

Writer’s Cottage

Something is wrong with that place. Someone’s still there . . .

Wyalkatchem Stories

A rumour went round that the Australians had bulletproof clothing.

You Can’t Keep Going Like This

Not the Olympics, the guard said. Just chuck yourself down the tube.

You Don’t Know What’s Good

They had been good girls. They stood by him when he killed a man.

Zee to A

Dr. Zee knows his son is struggling up out of some chemical fog.